The world swayed in a haze.
It was vaguely still the snow of that night, flying sideways and upside down like flying arrows, piecing together a messy world, one piece of endless paleness, one piece of eternal darkness, in that deep black hole, suddenly a face protruded , bleeding and crying, calling her for help, it was Sister Cui... Just as she was about to rush out, another face suddenly appeared behind Sister Cui, with a pale grin, stretched out her slender fingers, and pulled Sister Cui hard. When she entered the black hole, it was Jingyun... She rushed forward, but the black hole had already closed, and the snow all over the sky suddenly condensed, turning into that familiar face that made her horrified, with her mouth opening and closing. After opening and closing, it took her a long time to realize that those were four cold words: Prove for me...Prove for me...Prove for me...
The snow seemed to suddenly melt into a bunch, penetrated into her body, along the wrist veins, and went straight to the eight extraordinary meridians, a scorching heat suddenly appeared in her body, it seemed to be the feeling of the elixir last night, a little rough and a little swollen, burning Her meridians, she waved her hand in pain, half of her spirit was struggling in the nightmare, half of her spirit was fighting against the ferocious power of the elixir, her fingers scratched feebly in the air, touching a piece of icy air.
Between half-dream and half-awake, she felt as if the eyes of the sky had been opened in her mind, and she could vaguely see some indoor scenery, or maybe she didn't see it, but just felt it. The coat of arms meanders on the bluestone ground, like a cloud floating down from the snow mountain silently.
Like a dream, it came unexpectedly.
She panicked in her heart, instinctively refused and felt uneasy, but the cloud approached leisurely, and the air around her was thick with a cold fragrance.
She waved her hand more eagerly, trying to struggle out of the nightmare and give the comer a blow, but her fingers suddenly touched a cool and smooth object, and her fingertips seemed to have memories, because of this seemingly familiar yet strange Surprised by the touch, there was a pause in mid-air.
After a pause, her fingers were held, and they were slowly put back in front of her body irresistibly. The fingers were moved and formed a handprint.
Like reality or illusion, that person seemed to move very lightly, like the wind on a spring night, unwilling to blow any budding flowers.
When the finger passed the back of her hand, she paused slightly. She felt that something was being twisted on the finger, and she thought vaguely, oh, it's the ring.
Then she felt the ring was taken off.
She was a little uneasy, a little anxious, after all, this thing belonged to Yeluqi, and she was thinking of returning it to him when she didn't need it, so it was stolen like this?
That hand took the ring away, and then she heard a slight sound, she couldn't tell what it was doing, but soon, her neckline moved slightly. It looks like someone put something on it.
The cold fragrance is overwhelming, this fragrance is not familiar to her, but her heart feels tense, and she hardly cares to study the change of the neckline.
A stream of clear water suddenly flowed into her body, passing through her body all the way, filling up the tiny wounds on the meridians burned by the powerful elixir, brushing away the roughness caused by the inability to accommodate the medicinal properties of cinnabar in her body, nourishing, nourishing, healing, and expanding. The place where the world passes is wide, and within the channel of life, green grass grows all the way, blooming the buds of spring in the coming year.
The original hidden power in her body was awakened, and within the dantian, a wisp of purple air and a wisp of white air swirled and echoed, ready to come out vigorously.
Her irritable expression gradually disappeared, and the purple and white air between her eyebrows loomed, and now the world was somewhat open, and her skin glowed with crystal light.
Those quiet and slightly cool hands lingered slightly, then slowly raised, as if they were about to caress the center of her brows, but they stopped in midair.
Jing Hengbo was always in a strange feeling.
She can feel it, but she can't see it. The aura around her is strange, like a foggy mirror, seeing the blurred shadows of past and future lives.
She felt that someone was there, but she couldn't touch it. In a trance, she felt that it was just a dream. As long as she opened her eyes, the dream would turn into mist and dissipate.
The breath in her body gradually calmed down, her mind gradually became clear, and she struggled out of the nightmare, and she gathered her energy again, and suddenly opened her eyes!
The room was empty.
He was still lying on the ground, not even moving his place. In a blink of an eye, I saw the filaments falling to the ground.
She sat up, sniffed, and found that the air was normal. The cold fragrance, white shadows, dense and turbulent scene, and the gentle and delicate gestures just now seemed to be really a dream.
She tried her luck, recently she has been learning how to meditate and practice qi with Qi Sha, and she knows the method of zhenqi cultivation and operation. Although in Qisha's words, she learned martial arts too late, and her internal strength will never be able to reach the peak, but it is also good to be able to strengthen her body, at least she can live longer.
When I was lucky, I found that after taking the elixir last night, the slightly rough feeling in the body has disappeared now, and the meridians have a particularly smooth and round feeling, and when her little qi moves, there is a particularly smooth feeling.
But the poison in her body was still there. After she practiced Qi, she could feel a black mass entrenched somewhere in her body. Now the black mass is still there, but it seems to be a little smaller, and there is a tight feeling. Outside the blackness, she found that there were two kinds of air currents in her body. She didn't have the ability to look inside, and couldn't see the shape of the air currents, but she could feel the difference, one was mighty and heavy, the other was light and fierce, and the other It seems that there is a third airflow vaguely, very few, almost imperceptible, but it seems that the third airflow is subtly helping her who has no foundation of internal strength, controlling and balancing the somewhat chaotic breath in her body.
She thought about it, but she couldn't be sure that these air currents had just appeared, because after she was poisoned, she had been washed and infused with internal energy by the masters, and her internal energy was messed up. It was also because of the existence of these zhenqis that she couldn't tell whether the elixirs in her body had been sharpened and the pain disappeared, whether it was the zhenqi given by others that had been used to dissolve it, or whether it was the result of the bizarre dream just now.
Really... is it a dream?
With a dazed expression, she reached out and slowly touched the neckline. I don't know when there is something like a clip on the neckline.
She took the thing down, and after seeing it clearly, her eyes widened immediately, dumbfounded.
The thing in front of me, bronze, inlaid with opals... long strips.
So familiar.
The ring was truncated, stretched into a long strip, and both ends were sharpened, pierced into both sides of her neckline, and became a half-decorated collar flower!
What's even more amazing is that the settings inside the modified ring have not changed at all, the dark thorns can still pop out, and even the filaments can be put back as they are!
Jing Hengbo sat there in a daze for a long while, his heart was bright and dark, he was confused and sober, and he was confused and didn't want to be sober, he only felt that his mind was in a mess, but his heart was beating like a wild horse.
"Linghua" touched and touched, she looked strange. After a while, he slapped himself lightly and stood up. Decided not to think about anything for the time being, but to do things first.
She felt very energetic at the moment, thinking that He Wan didn't know how the conversation with Gong Yin was going, since He Wan would be fine, she might as well leave.
With a flash of her figure, she was already out of the courtyard. The effect of this flash was unexpected. When she landed, she was in a daze, not knowing where she was, and then she recognized that the courtyard where she was locked was far away. Should be near the back door. One more flash and you should be able to go out.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard low voices coming from the wall.
"right here?"
"Yes...you can let me go..."
Jing Hengbo never expected that there could be voices on the wall. He hid behind a tree and saw that the wall with the voice was close to a flower stand, and the vines on the flower stand covered the wall.
The vine suddenly moved and penetrated into several people's heads, and then she discovered that there was a very hidden door there.
The person who got in surprised her with his attire—it turned out to be the attire of Yuzhao's guard!
But if you take a closer look, you will find that it is different. The armor of Yuzhao Dragonrider is very delicate. There are gold threads inlaid between the sleeves, which is faintly dazzling when you move. The gold thread on the surface is rough. Moreover, these people looked sneaky, they obviously didn't have the arrogance of Yuzhao Dragonrider royal guards.
While observing, he suddenly heard a "tsk tsk."
It seemed to be a sneer, and it seemed to be a mockery.
Jing Hengbo was startled—there were people nearby!
But looking left and right, the surroundings are empty, where can someone hide?
Hallucination again?
She looked up at the top of the tree. The shade was so thick that she couldn't tell if someone was hiding, but with the height of the tree, when the other party came down from the top of the tree and attacked her, she could teleport three times.
Besides, this guy can make noise without anyone knowing, and can also grab her without anyone knowing, since he didn't make a move, there is no hostility.
Jing Hengbo simply raised his dagger at his superior, and waved it again, indicating that she was not hostile. Let's listen to each other and go back to our respective homes.
He faintly smiled again, as if he thought she was very funny.
Jing Hengbo sniffled, feeling that there seemed to be a little more alcohol in the air around him.
Jing Hengbo paid attention to the movement over there, and several fake jade guards entered the door. They could see that the lightness kung fu was very good, and they moved silently. As soon as they entered the door, they scattered and rushed towards the inner courtyard.
assassin?
For whom?
Both He Wan and Gong Yin are possible.
Assassinate He Wan, Gong Yin will cause trouble.
To assassinate Gong Yin, well, a large group of people will cause trouble.
The assassination of He Wan can be pushed to Gong Yin, causing conflicts between him and Xiangguo. The assassination of Gong Yin can be pushed to Xiangguo, or Yongxizheng Ji Yifan and his ilk in Xiangguo. Today, Hewan used tricks to stop Gongyin on the street. Too many people saw that a shrewd person like Yongxizheng would be able to do it almost immediately. Guessing He Wan's motive for stopping him, it is very possible that he will attack in a fit of rage.
Once in the Xiangwang Palace, it is not so easy to assassinate, but this temporary stop and random choice of where to stay, it is best to take advantage of loopholes.
In this way, the one who really benefits is Feiluo.
Of course, it is also possible that Yong Xizheng really made the move. In short, Jing Hengbo felt that he could catch a lot of potential murderers with a random calculation.
She looked at the movements of those people, no matter which direction they started from, they all headed for the center of the courtyard.
She thought for a while and followed.
She still has to care about He Wan's life and death.
She followed a man who was obviously the best in martial arts, and found that these people dispersed at the small gate, merged into the patrolling Yuzhao guards, and quietly approached the courtyard where Gong Yin received He Wan.
Jing Hengbo approached all the way under the cover of trees and houses, wondering how these people will get close to Gong Yin later? It is possible for the outer guards to sneak in, but there are only a few big bosses who can get close to Gong Yin's side. If their faces are a little raw, they will be stopped two yards away.
Sure enough, outside the two courtyards, a group of patrolling guards suddenly burst into shouts.
"Who are you!"
There was a sound of drawing swords, the guards of that team had already discovered the strange faces mixed into the team, and drew out their weapons one after another, and then someone shouted: "His clothes are wrong, fake!"
A leader of the Yuzhao team raised his hand, and a burst of fireworks exploded. Almost immediately, the nearby patrol teams rushed over, and there were suddenly more people.
Jing Hengbo's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his attention to the rushing crowd. Sure enough, in the crowd, he saw those fake people just sneaking in while the crowd was chaotic.
She vaguely knew what the other party wanted to do.
The people who came later naturally joined the team to encircle and suppress the assassins, especially those who sneaked in were more ferocious. The assassins were quickly injured by them, and blood sprayed all over the faces of those people.
Seeing that the assassin was about to be executed, the seemingly exhausted assassin suddenly let out a roar, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the inner courtyard spraying blood.
This man seems to be determined, and he will stay close to his goal until he dies.
Yuzhao's guards naturally caught up immediately, but most of them stopped when they entered the backyard. Gong Yin went out, and there were regulations on garrison. Someone in charge of the area took over as well.
But there were also a few blood-covered, brave people who shouted to catch the assassin, and rushed over. The captain of the Yuzhao guard who stayed in place even yelled, "Don't chase! Don't chase! Come back!" But those few people may It was abnormal anger, maybe it was blood, but it seemed that he didn't hear it, and chased all the way in.
The corner of Jing Hengbo's mouth twitched, followed by a flash.
That assassin really had potential, he ran across two yards in a row, dripping with blood, his lightness kung fu was superb, like a lightning ghost, and no matter what kind of interception he encountered, he was brave enough to die and never stopped, as if he didn't care about his body Die, just want to get close to the target.
When encountering an assassin, as long as the assassin wants to save his life, resistance or resistance will stop his footsteps, but this kind of lifelessness is obviously impossible to stop, the assassin who is covered in blood from wounds staggers and rushes to the innermost one In front of the small courtyard, the guards there were even stricter, almost people stood up and down the entire wall. On the top of the wall, there were guards from Yuzhao who had heard the news, waiting with crossbow arrows in hand. The guards were so tight that even a fly could not fly.
A young servant with a tea tray and snacks stood in front of the door, watching the assassin staggering towards him with a look of horror. This is the servant left in the mansion to serve the tea. Gong Yin has never had a maid by his side, and the elders can't do it. live.
"Go aside, don't get in the way." A door guard slightly nervously pulled the servant aside, took over the tea tray, someone immediately checked the servant again and again, and tried the tea and all the snacks one by one with a silver needle.
The assassin rushed towards him, and Meng Hu on the wall was about to sneer and order random arrows to shoot, when he suddenly saw several Yuzhao guards chasing him, he couldn't help being startled, waved his hand to signal a pause, and shouted: "Who told you to chase, go back! "
The "Yuzhao Guards" who were chasing after him had already caught up with the assassin and rushed forward. Before they could react, they slashed at the assassin with their knives.
The assassin roared again and again, and suddenly his body turned around suddenly in the spurt of blood.
The waist was like a whirlwind, shooting out a drizzle-like thing, transparent, colorless and odorless, everyone only felt a crystal light shining in front of them, like a crystal rain, everyone hurriedly held their breath and backed away, those "Yuzhao guards" who were besieging the assassin Already shouted loudly, they fell backwards one after another.
As soon as the assassin let go, another cloud of black mist enveloped the "Yuzhao Guards". Those people seemed not to be hurt by the rain, and they struggled to get up. When they met the mist head-on, they suddenly fell limp, and their faces instantly rotted !
The assassin laughed loudly, then pointed to the small courtyard unwillingly, shook it a few times, and fell to the ground slumped.
For a moment, there was a mess, and there were corpses all over the place.
The assassin smashed his halberd into the sand, and was blocked at the last step. The few "Jade Guards" who were chasing the enemy bravely, because they were finally poisoned by the black mist, their faces were rotten and unrecognizable. There were thousands of guards on this trip. It will take time to find and compare teams one by one.
The corpse was quickly dragged down, the ground was washed over and over again, there seemed to be no movement in the small courtyard, and the people on the wall were expressionless. This kind of assassination has been seen a lot.
After a while, people in the small courtyard urged, asking why the tea and snacks were not served yet.
The guard with tea and snacks at the door hurriedly handed the things to Meng Hu to bring them in.
Jing Hengbo, who was on a tree behind the wall, rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.
She knew what was going on.
It is quite similar to the original Jingting assassination case. At the beginning, Jingting Yeluqi sent assassins to kill Gong Yin, but they couldn't get the password, so they let a dead man rush all the way to Gong Yin's bedroom, and take a look at the stone wall with the words engraved on it. , and then crack it, sending the real killer to kill.
This time someone copied it, with a bigger hand, using five or six people to carry out an assassination.
One assassin just ran forward, intending to be discovered, and several other assassins disguised as Yuzhao's guards took advantage of the chaos to sneak in, and then chased and killed the assassin. They said they were chasing and killing, but they were actually protecting them. Maybe the wounds and blood at the beginning were fake. Yes, otherwise the assassin would not be able to support him until the last time he entered the courtyard.
Then they killed each other in front of the courtyard, and finally everyone died, dispelling everyone's vigilance.
But the killer has already been laid.
It should be the seemingly non-toxic transparent rain.
Jing Hengbo was far away, so he didn't see how the rain was emitted that day, but people should have avoided it, but what about the food?
The tea has a lid, but what about the refreshments?
The tea and snacks have been poisoned before, but God knows whether they can still be eaten now.
Jing Hengbo clenched his fingers, and his heart suddenly jumped.
I thought it must be a hopeless assassination, but I didn't expect the other party's plan to be called decisive, so it is really possible for Gong Yin to be tricked.
It is really possible to be recruited...
Her heart trembled suddenly, and a delicate and sorrowful emotion slowly permeated, she didn't know whether it was joy or pain, hope or worry, anticipation or panic.
When the crisis was resolved, the guards on the wall jumped down one after another, causing chaos for a moment.
Jing Hengbo's body flashed and landed on the roof.
This flash was completely unconscious, and she was stunned for a long time after it fell.
What are you doing jumping off by yourself?
If it is poisonous, it is poisonous, and if it is poisonous, it is just right. If it is eaten to death, it will be avenged.
While thinking this way, she was picking up tiles.
Pulling apart the tiles, she took out a piece of dark cloth from her bosom and placed it on the roof tiles to prevent the sunlight from penetrating through and being discovered.
When doing this, she remembered the same action that Tianqi made on the roof of the ancestral hall that day, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
If it's poisonous, it's poisonous, and if it's poisonous, it's right to see it?
After a while, she said to herself, um, it was because He Wan was afraid that He Wan would eat poisoned snacks by mistake, this girl seemed to be greedy.
There was a big tree on the side of the roof, with a long branch slanting on the roof. There was a black mass on it that seemed to be wriggling. She looked at it for a long time before realizing that it was a huge beehive. Fortunately, it was still far away from her.
When she lowered her head and saw Gong Yin, and saw his satin-like long hair cascading down her shoulders, she closed her eyes and turned her head away.
There was a soft conversation from below, it was Gong Yin's voice, and the tone was actually very polite.
"...At the beginning, when the princess rescued her, the old kindness has not been repaid, but now the princess is encouraged, so Yin will not dare to resign."
Jing Hengbo frowned, thinking that the two had already met before, why are they only drinking tea now, as if they had just started exchanging pleasantries?
"Actually, it was just a trivial matter at the beginning. I'm really embarrassed to bother you with this for so many years. It's hard for you to value love and righteousness...I also know that this matter is embarrassing for you. I also ask the national teacher to give me a perfect solution." The tone was quite gentle. For respect.
"Princess should also know that in my capacity, I can't actually interfere with the king's family affairs." Gong Yin lowered his voice, said a few words softly, and said, "...What do you think?"
He Wan pondered for a while, then nodded uncertainly, with worry in his eyes.
"Actually, there should be other variables in this matter..." Gong Yin glanced at the outside thoughtfully, and stretched out his hand to signal Hewan to have a snack.
He Wan poured out his thoughts, seemed to relax a little, took a snack by himself, and gave another to Gong Yin with his own hands, and said with a smile, "Master, this honey cake is a local specialty, the most soft and sweet, not greasy or greasy, Big families do well. Try it.”
Jing Hengbo's heart tightened. Immediately remembering that Gong Yin doesn't eat outside food, he didn't know whether to be disappointed or relaxed, and almost let out a long breath.
Gong Yin stared at the pastry, as if he wanted to refuse, but said softly: "When we met in Chong'an, when you were framed and made things difficult for you, and you were almost sent to prison, I just wanted to taste the honey crisp and thirteen-colored pastry from Hefenglou. Only when Jiao slipped out of the house did I meet you. Speaking of our fate, it also depends on this honey cake."
A slight smile appeared in Gong Yin's eyes, and he reached out to take a piece.
He Wan held a piece, and the two looked at each other and smiled slightly.
Jing Hengbo's heart began to beat.
Want to eat at the same time? What does this make her do?
If you don't remind He Wan, you may suffer disaster. If you remind him, you will save Gong Yin. She doesn't want to save him at all!
But sacrifice He Wan's life to harm Gong Yin? Don't know why not at all.
There seemed to be a cat's paw scratching her heart, she hesitated in every possible way, hoping that it would be Gong Yin who ate first, but saw He Wan break open a piece of snack and hand it to her mouth first.
Jing Hengbo sighed.
With one move, there is already a huge hive in front of him!
Without stopping, she waved her hand and slammed down the hive!
I have no choice but to remind you that I will give you some trouble!
With a sound of "buzz", countless wasps rose up like black clouds, and she fled in a flash. If she didn't escape, she would be the first to be stung and swollen!
Before turning around, he suddenly bumped into a chest.
A person above her head laughed nasally and said, "You are so poisonous, I will feed you to the wasps first!"
Jing Hengbo groaned inwardly, some of the wasps fell down, and many were on the roof, where suddenly a coffin board popped out!
The buzzing sound behind her was terrifying, and she could feel the wasp's wings flapping her broken hair, her scalp exploded, and the man in front of her stretched out his hand to her shoulder and neck.
"Bang." There was another muffled sound, and the man who blocked her suddenly disappeared, and there was a big hole in the roof tile. There was a yell from below, and the man was yelling: "Which **** pushed me!"
"Buzz buzz!" The wasp had already pounced on her.
"Huh." With a sound, a gust of wind blew up in front of her, and the wasp was swept away, and a thick dress suddenly covered her head, with both hands tightly wrapped around her waist, "Let's go!"
Jing Hengbo followed the man into the air, feeling the wasps buzzing and chasing them for a long distance, while under the roof, there were the loud and gentle screams of the human body falling, the shattering of cups and the shouts of the guards chasing the wasps away. The sound of drinking gradually faded away.
It's just that Gong Yin's voice was never heard.
Could it be that he was stung to death by a wasp that fell on his head? she thought maliciously.
She felt a little wistful in her heart, as if she was filled with some kind of emotion. She didn't know whether it was sadness, joy, relaxation or unwillingness. She couldn't distinguish her complicated emotions at the moment, and she couldn't even understand why she had such emotions. The poison placed in other people's dishes seems to be tested by her.
The clothes were still covering her head and face, and she didn't know when it was stained with moisture. She blinked, and suddenly felt that the smell of the clothes was a bit familiar, faintly charming, like Yeluqi.
"Put me down." She said in a muffled voice.
Yeluqi ignored her, ran for a while, and rubbed her more tightly in his arms.
At this moment, her face is close to his chest through the clothes, and she can feel his firm skin and the especially steady and powerful heartbeat under the skin. Some of her memories, she vaguely recalled that there seemed to be another chest, the skin was not so firm and puffy, but it was still powerful, with a reassuring coolness. The heartbeat is not so fast, it seems to be slower, and it is also a reassuring frequency, and his breath is extremely clean, it is a snowy spring on a high mountain, a thin cloud without color...
Her thoughts suddenly paused.
Why remember!
Her mind clicked like a cassette, she put aside her own memory and said loudly: "Stop!"
Yeluqi slowed down slightly, and Jing Hengbo stopped when he felt the open space. He seemed to want to untie her clothes himself, so Jing Hengbo stepped back immediately.
It seemed that he could vaguely hear him laughing, his voice lightly mocking himself.
Jing Hengbo untied the clothes that covered his head, and standing opposite him was Yeluqi, who was smiling but not smiling. He was only wearing a long silk gown, which was white. Standing in the wind, he looked very clear.
Jing Hengbo felt that all the people in white were not pleasing to the eye, and immediately threw his coat back to him, "Hurry up and put it on first, look at your figure like a bamboo pole, you will sprain your feet when a hornet walks."
Yeluqi's complexion was not very good at first, but when he heard this sentence, he immediately lowered his head to look at himself, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If I were a bamboo pole, men in this world should not try to wear elegant clothes."
Jing Hengbo's gaze flicked across his slightly open neckline, a line of chest texture was tight and smooth, exuding a very textured jade color, and he had to reluctantly admit that when it comes to masculinity, the person in front of him does have such pride.
So she didn't plan to quarrel with him anymore, to see his real appearance, and she was worried that he would unbutton his clothes and show her what his real figure and style were.
Yeluqi's gaze focused, and suddenly landed on the "collar" on her neckline, his expression changed slightly.
Jing Hengbo was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it, when he suddenly heard him laughing and said, "Sure enough, it's better to change it to a collar flower, do you like it?"
"Ah?" Jing Hengbo was dumbfounded, and after a while he said in a daze, "The room...is you?"
Yeluqi's eyes flashed, he glanced behind him thoughtfully, and said with a smile, "Yes."
"How could it be you..." Jing Hengbo was in a daze.
"Why not me?" Yeluqi raised his finger and pointed at the collar flower, and said with a smile, "After all, the ring is more conspicuous, so this collar flower is better. Unique and unobtrusive."
Jing Hengbo thought that chic is chic, but how can it be convenient to get a flower with a ring? Besides, this ring seems to be a precious and important thing at first sight, is it really good to be so obsessed?
Also, why did Yeluqi's words sound a bit wrong?
But then again, if he didn't make the ring himself, how could he not be surprised at all and not pursue it?
Her mind was in a mess, some judgments were overturned, some doubts were covered up, like walking in a thick fog, thinking that she had touched part of the goal, and suddenly someone told you that the thing was not there at all.
"You are good, what are you doing to get me fascinated by running around the house? Is there anything you can't do after I go back? It's so mysterious?" She still felt something was wrong after all.
"I think your complexion has changed." Yeluqi sniffed at her suddenly, and said, "You have alchemy on your body. I'm not sure if this alchemy is good for you, and I'm anxious to make sure. I'm afraid you will disturb the people outside by making a sound. , I simply fell in love with you. Besides, the state of concentration is the most beneficial to the harmony of the breath, this kind of matter should not be delayed, if something goes wrong with you, I'm afraid I won't have time to cry."
In the setting sun, his smile was blurred, full of calmness and coquettishness.
Jing Hengbo was even more disturbed, she turned her head, and there was a small river in front of her, with gravel scattered on the river beach, she walked over to wash her hands, shaking the water waves once and for all.
Yeluqi's shadow was reflected in the river water, and his voice seemed to be blown away by the winter wind.
"It's me, you're disappointed?"
"That's not the case."
"Who do you want?"
"None of your business."
There was a silence.
…
"Why did you save him?" He suddenly said again.
Jing Hengbo stopped lifting the water, and then nonchalantly picked up stones and swung them into the water.
"I am Jiu He Wan."
"Really?" He laughed behind her.
Jing Hengbo hated such a smile, and stuck his fingers in the icy river water, as if this could calm the burning fire in his heart.
"True or false, this is my sister's freedom."
"Jing Hengbo." Yeluqi sighed, "I'm afraid that you will still be kind and end up killing you."
"I'm still kind." She laughed, brushed her temples, and looked back at him, "Otherwise I'll be the first one to kill you, dear."
"On the day when you really have the ability to kill me, just let your horse come here." He smiled, seeming to be true.
Jing Hengbo stretched out his hand, nodded at him, and smiled coquettishly: "Wait, darling."
Her hair is a bit messy, and her long hair is scattered in the wind. She seems to have lost weight recently. She stands there swaying, her posture is like a weak willow supporting the wind, her fingers are long and soft, no longer painted colorfully, but shining brightly Light, lightly, even the bitter winter wind at this moment seems to suddenly turn around.
Yeluqi felt as if his heart was being gently swayed, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward. Suddenly, his eyes were fixed, and he hurried forward, hugged her neck, and bowed his head.
Jing Hengbo never expected that he would approach him suddenly, and before he knew it, he had already been pulled into his arms. Yeluqi's face was close to her neck, and the hot air of his breath sprayed on her neck, brushing the shattered hair behind her ears, making it tickle.
She was startled, the self-defense technique automatically activated, raised her knees, the golden ratio point, top!
Yeluqi copied her thigh in his hand, "Don't move!"
Jing Hengbo was angry, funny, and inexplicable—this guy suddenly got a sperm in his head?
The posture of the two of them was quite ambiguous at this time. He was holding her legs, and his face was leaning towards the back of her neck. She was standing on one leg, leaning back and trying to avoid it. From a certain angle, it seemed that he was kissing her sideways. neck.
Just as Jing Hengbo was about to slap him away, he felt him step aside slightly, then raised his hand and squeezed her neck.
Just when she felt a slight pain, he flicked his fingers and said, "Okay."
He said again: "What's the matter with you, you don't know the pain even if you are stung by a bee? This kind of bee is poisonous, although a sting will not kill you once, but the poisonous sting stays in your skin for a long time, and it will be difficult to take it out again." , will leave a scar."
Only then did Jing Hengbo feel a big bump on the side of his neck, which was indeed stung by a bee. It's just that the bee sting is not very painful? Why don't you feel anything?
Yeluqi's fingers gently caressed her neck, his eyes were slightly fascinated - her skin is delicate, as white as the best jade, once there is a little scar, it is extremely shocking, the place where the wasp stings is flushed, which makes people feel Think of the scattered peach blossoms in the snow.
His mood fluctuated slightly, he couldn't help but said softly: "Hengbo, you really..."
Jing Hengbo suddenly raised his hand, grabbed his finger, put it on his heart, and said with a smile, "Hey, don't move around, put it where it should be, OK?"
Yeluqi raised his eyes, and it was her bright, almost compelling smile that was close at hand.
It's just that this brightness is different from the mellow brilliance of the past, with a three-point sword spirit, and the sword light is like snow.
She is still so beautiful, even though the makeup is changing, the expression in her eyes remains unchanged, like a pair of pearls under the sea that have been thousands of years old, attracting all the beauty-seeking eyes in the world.
However, he felt that there was no moment when he felt the remoteness of this pearl in the world more deeply than this moment, only at the end of the world, above the vortex and the surging waves, the clouds of mist and mist, dyed a mirage of Penglai fantasy.
He took a slow breath and stepped back.
Jing Hengbo watched his fingers hang down slowly, and suddenly found that there were several stings on his hands and neck. At this moment, the purple red and bruises were swollen, which looked very scary.
Previously, he rescued her before the hornet's nest exploded, and took off her clothes to wrap her up. At that time, the hornets were overwhelming, and no matter how skilled in martial arts, it was inevitable that she would be hit.
This made her feel slightly apologetic. She blinked and said, "You were stung too? Is there any medicine? I'll apply it for you."
Yeluqi raised his eyes, and instantly regained his calm and mysterious smile, "I'm so happy. It's just that there is no medicine, why don't you blow it off for me?"
"Goodbye, goodbye Shayolala." Jing Hengbo turned and left.
Suddenly a slightly hoarse voice laughed and said, "The beauty won't blow it for you, so how about I help you? Good wine has a miraculous effect on wasp stings, do you like it?"
Before the words were finished, a rain of crystal light with the smell of alcohol rushed down!
As soon as Yeluqi turned around, he sent Jing Hengbo across the river.
"Stay well!"
A silver-black whirlwind rolled over the river, fighting with a moon-white whirlwind. Sword light and fist wind crisscrossed, and the air was filled with an increasingly strong aroma of wine, as if someone's wine jar had been knocked over.
Jing Hengbo looked across the river, not understanding what was going on for a while. It seemed that someone was sneaking up and suddenly attacked Yeluqi and her.
This person's voice was a little familiar, she thought for a while, it seemed to be the light laughter from the top of the tree when she was eavesdropping in the yard just now.
More importantly, the smell of alcohol is very familiar.
The two played very well, are masters fighting together so inexplicably?
Jing Hengbo simply found a place to lie down comfortably on the other side of the river, and watched the battle with his arms around his head. He planned to step on Yeluqi if he won, and run away if Yeluqi lost.
The two men fought from the river bank to the river and then to the river bank. The wind with their palms cut off a lot of aquatic plants and stirred up a lot of fish. A piece of grass fell to her mouth, she tasted it, it was sweet, she quickly picked some and tied it into bundles, and busily skewered the fish that had jumped ashore with grass, ready to take it home to cook fish soup at night.
Someone seemed to be laughing overhead.
A lot of fish flew over, and she was hungry, so she thought about grilling the fish now, and shouted to Yeluqi above her head: "Come on, give me a sword and scrape off this big scale!"
With a plop, Yeluqi let out her anger and fell down with a plop.
There was another poof, the guy turned somersault in mid-air and landed on the opposite side of the river, he covered his belly and laughed loudly before he could stand still.
"Hahahaha, this girl is so fun. Hahahaha girl, do you want wine? You have to put wine in the fish soup to get rid of the smell."
When Jing Hengbo raised his head, his eyes lit up.